Dragon Boat
the sky upends
as we cut the lake
quick white strokes
in the dark current
the flow of bodies
a single bright ripple
somewhere in the space
between the blade tip
and water, it occurs:
the mind releases
the rain falls
silver salt scales
bloom across
our arms and backs
rising, falling
like the breath
of a dragon
coursing out
each jagged
exhalation
all returns to water
the dull roar
in the distant horizon
calls us home
Copyright © Julia Cheng | Year Posted 2011
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